ฟังเพลงThese Desperate Hours

These Desperate Hours - Mel Tormé

Lyrics by：Burt Bacharach

Composed by：Burt Bacharach

The time is midnight the place is crowded

The girl is missing and mister that's doom

That's why night after night

I keep trying to fight off the gloom

Desperate hours

The rain is fallin' the street's deserted

The blues are draggin' me back to my room

And I climb every stair

With a heart that's as bare as a tomb

Desperate hours

Oh Lord help me where is she

Might she set me free when I don't want to be

Can't she see I need her so desperately

Desperately

The sky might clear up the day might cheer up

And yeah I know there'll be darkness at noon

For as long as she's gone I'll go on

A world out of tune

Everyday

Every way

Evermore

Twenty four

Desperate hours

Desperate hours

Desperate hours